Audmathus, Captured
Posted:
Sat Aug 23, 2003 12:28 pmby Heldenbrand
Blood coats the tavern floor, ochre mixtures of human and sylvan combined, chairs and tables scattered. Even holes litter the floor here and there, spittle and a spent cigarette lain upon the ground for which most of the gore seemed gathered. Those few who had witnessed it, those few who'd participated in it knew the truth for which occured; the dark elf which had so long plagued Myrken Wood now lay within the grasp of the soldier. The powerful limbs of a giant cat and the tenacity of Heldenbrand now saw the drow bound and wounded.
Extreme measures were taken, this was no foe even vaguely discaring about or remitting a moments time of caution. Hands and feet bound, spread apart to the corners of the bed, chest and thighs double woven about the matress and frame. A trio of hired hands with crossbows loaded and cocked, their razored tips levied upon the prone form, waiting for but a single rope to burst, or a mere transparency to overwhelm the figure that their bolts might be unleashed. Dozens of candles and laterns strewn about.. banishing all shadow from the room that none may be used to its vantage.
At last, will there be peace in Myrken Wood? Only time will tell for what the soldier may do with the creature...
No. 3245? Please stop trying to escape.
Posted:
Wed Sep 03, 2003 3:45 amby Rattrap
The men bearing the uniform of the Order of Straka marched through Myrkentown, Captain Thomas Daniels at their head. Seven total, walking in pairs behind the captain. An assortment of equipment to them, everything one would need to bind any humanoid and appropriately sized criminal they could get their hands on; or, in this case, any criminal someone else could get their hands on.
They arrived outside of the Broken Dagger to be met by another four guardsmen arriving from the opposite direction. A few words were spoken, as everybody knew what they were to do. Four moved to surround the Dagger loosely, two stood just inside the main entrance, and the remaining five marched through the tavern's common room and up the stairs to the one specific room they had been given direction to.
The captain knocked, and when the door was opened, the prisoner inside was evident. Thomas nodded to his men, who filed in and started their work in binding and shackling Audmathus appropriately to be transfered.
Thomas looked for the soldier who had sent him word, and finding a lack there of, spoke to those guarding Audmathus to arrange a meeting at the earliest possible convenience. Hopefully, they would relay the request and Thomas might hear from Heldenbrand.
The other guardsmen worked on Audmathus, doing everything they could to completely immobilize the drow during his movement. Everything from a gag to standard shackles to being nearly mummified in chains; they spared no expense or caution for this one. Audmathus appeared to be in some sort of daze at the time, making their job all that much easier.
That is until they began carrying him out, and he started trying to escape -- exuding some kind of aura, almost, that seemed to give him strength enough to start breaking away at the chain links that bound him. Thomas had given out a shout, and proceeded to beat the drow in the side of his head with the hilt of his blade -- which, evidentally, ended the attempt of escape.
Eight of the eleven individuals bearing the emblem of the Order of Straka left with Audmathus without much trouble, while the other three had no lacking there of...
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It had all started with a scream. Sergeant Sam Kelson nodded to those posted with him surrounding the tavern to investigate, the four peeling away from the Broken Dagger. Then there was yet, another scream, just blatantly dozens of yards away at the Edificium. One moved to investigate the first, as it was somewhat distant, while the other three closed in on the Edificium.
The lack of walls gave them vision of the cause of the second scream, and it was most definitely trouble. Their blades were drawn, and in they ran.
The scene before them was clear-cut and simple, for the most part -- the werewolf, Biske, was assaulting the healer, Aeri, while Jirai attempted to stop him. The drow had solved the guards' first problem for them, seperating the attacker from the victim. The next step was apprehension, which came about by means of triangulation -- two of the guards confronted the werewolf, while Sam crept up behind him and decked him with his own blade, taking the werewolf down quickly, without injury.
The three breathed a sigh of relief that the situation had been resolved so easily, and so quickly. They moved to place their manacles on the werewolf, when the dragon-man Diesel decided to pay the Edificium a visit -- with murderous intent.
In the end, the Gaol picked up two new prisoners, and the Edificium managed to receive a couple injured guardsmen, not to mention their own Jirai.
Biske was given a normal cell, pending investigation, but Audmathus -- he was under quite the intensive watch, giving him not even shadows to so much as breathe in.